It’s damn near the same
You get with her,
She gets with him,
That shit don’t hit the same
She’s calling you after she’s been with him to confess her sin
But it sucks cuz you got so much pride in your heart
you say you don’t care
that’s a lie..
cuz even to her , that shit hurt .
How do we pick up from where we used to be?
To the uncontrollable laughter?
To convos in the car ?
Or will we just have this shallow ass thing
You know the one you give to fake niggas that don’t really know you or your heart.
That’s the thing tho
We all adults , til it’s time to communicate
That’s the part thats hella hard
You’re different
She’s different
Yet here y’all are
Trynna find your way back to love
Even tho it hurt
They always say your closest niggas will hurt you tho most
I never knew that to be true until I was on the flip side of the show
From the dms
To the texts
To the link ups behind backs
To ya side piece trynna be my friend
Will it ever hurt less
Shit. Prolly . not.
The thing about it tho
You can always recover
But you got to make it for his glory tho
Nothing works
Not without the Omega.
Why you think that shit hurt ?
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_itsyagirlari_ (
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Comments1
sounds kinda like a meta situation
or cyclical if you wanna smarten it up,
all in all
its that same, dirt
we all laugh-loved, playing-in as children...
only now
we be a bit older, less wiser
and that dirt, gets sticky
grinding through the flash floods of life,
I say
brush that durt, off of ya shoulder
wipe that smirk off of their faces
and march-on
to that next - Next
sht is all da same, anyway
dirt here, but maybe
there's sand over there, that crazy sht
clings to you like crazy glue,
even on rainy days, it sticks around
even after the tsunami's
it will settle back down,
yeah, lets find us some loyal sand - Next
give that sht a try
maybe at the very least, there will be a coastal scene, an escape window - view
and we can sing like Blige, with a bloody Merry of our past, in one hand
and scrolling lyrics to 'No More Drama', in the other...
Cheers! to that wishful future 🍻
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